THE BLOG OF DISQUIET :Qweir Notions,an uncommonplace-book from the Armpit of Diogenes, binge-thinker jottings since2008.
Sunday, 18 April 2021
Existential.
My mind is process. My brain is chemicals and fractal pathways. Words are air and marks upon a page. I am almost nothing, and soon will be less than an absence. So I am almost free.
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